The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 223

Petty felt every word like it was a knife to her chest. Cold, sharp, and impossible to ignore.

“No, please… I have to see my grandmother. Let me see her, just once…” Her voice broke as she tried to rush past, but Jay stepped in front of her. He glanced at Franco, who stood there like a stone, his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles looked almost white. Franco didn’t even look back. Every inch of him was closed off and freezing cold.

Jay turned back to Petty, blocking her path. “Mrs. White, you need to leave,” he said, his voice low and firm.

Petty shook her head, gripping Jay’s wrist with everything she had. “Please, Jay… I’m begging you, let me go in. I have to see her. Please, just let me—just this once, please…”

Jay’s mouth was set in a hard line. He shook his head. Before Petty could fight him again, his hand closed gently but firmly around her arm, ready to pull her away.

But Petty dropped to her knees right there on the cold floor. “I won’t go in! I won’t even look at her. Just please don’t make me leave. I can kneel here, outside. I’ll stay far away. Just don’t push me out, please…”

Owen moved forward, his face flushed with anger, but Nanette quickly pulled him aside and hurried to Petty. She knelt down, wrapping her arms around her and helping her stand.

As soon as Petty recognized Nanette, the tears seemed to pour even faster. “Nanette, I want to see my grandmother. Please, just let me…”

“Petty.” Nanette’s eyes were red too as she tried to comfort her. “You’re too emotional right now. You haven’t had any time to rest after what happened. Just go rest for a while, okay? Franco can’t accept this. He’s barely hanging on. Please, just give him a little time…”

Petty only shook her head, tears slipping down her cheeks.

No one else really understood. Petty knew the truth – her grandmother had died from heartbreak after learning that Petty’s father was responsible for Franco’s parents’ death. The shock had destroyed her already frail health.

There would never be enough time for Franco to forgive, not after this.

Inside the room, Franco’s voice rang out, hard as steel. “Get her out of here.”

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